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3 mos ago
Everybody wants that fire IC but nobody wants to GM it.
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11 mos ago
If you're roleplaying with your only friends, you're roleplaying with your best friends.
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2 yrs ago
I think to sell someone on an interest check, it's really important to seem enthusiastic about your own idea. That means writing more than a single sentence to attract potential players.
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3 yrs ago
The virgin "My post was so bad it killed the RP!" VS the chad "My post was so good it concluded the RP."
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Bio


W I T H R I G H T E O U S H A N D S





Did you know that Dante's inferno is called a divine comedy because things work out for the protagonist? Back in the day, the only two genres were comedy and drama. The only difference was that in a comedy, the protagonist is better off at the end, and a drama is the opposite. So that's why a story about going through hell can still be considered a comedy, even if it's not funny.

Name:
Broken Promise, BP, Boss

Age:
Old enough to know better, too young to care. (that is to say 30's)

Preferred RPs:
I Prefer to make my own, but will occasionally join something if it looks interesting. I'll join just about anything so long as it isn’t overly edgy/sweet, though it's rare for me to do. I don't do 1x1s too often either.

Preferred Roles:
I tend to play adorable characters everyone wants to befriend or proper assholes everyone wants to stay away from. I try not to play moral paragons or prime evils.

RP Conquests:
I've completed quite a few RP's off site, but most of them are on private forums or have simply been lost to the ravages of server crashes. As for stuff here, I'm sure everyone who sees me post in the off topic sections has seen me find an excuse to talk about Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage. It's a project that took over 4 years to complete and I feel pride not only for myself but all the wonderful people who helped make it enjoyable during its run. Re: Zero: The High Council Is technically my first, but it was just something I kind of took over and ended up ending the story after just six months. It finished, but eh...

Last RP I finished was Symphony of Espers which turned out pretty good.

RP's in progress:
For some reason I can't seem to stay away from Ari's magical girl RP, even if I'm not sure why I'm still in it.

As for my own projects, I'm doing Symphony on High to continue the gigachad adventures of the espers in Pax Septimus.

RP Graveyard:
I've been pretty fortunate on this forum. I think I joined one when I first came on the site that didn't really do anything, and there are a few 1x1 things that didn't go anywhere. It's disappointing when an RP ends before it can be finished, but I've come to look at them as learning experiences.

And then there's that london magical girl RP, and that dark magical girl RP. I think I'm done joining magical girl RPs for a while.

Other interests:
Videos
I watch a lot of educational videos on youtube. Usually as research for something I’m writing or purely because a topic interests me. I like channels like Tier Zoo and Daryl Talks Games, and I’ll also watch things like Critical Drinker or Literature Devil to deepen my understanding of story telling. Though I also like memes and jokes, to which I’ll find myself watching stuff like Sseth, but usually find myself surfing through meme videos. I gotta work on that.

Games
I have a rather long history of playing virtually every platformer to come into existence during the indie boom, as well as quite a few other indie games. I’ve played Meatboy, Binding of Issac, Gunvolt, Cuphead, Princess Remedy in a World of Hurt, Classic Metroid, Warcraft 3, Final Fantasy 7,8, and 14, Left 4 Dead, Shantae, Celeste, Danganronpa, God Eater, the list goes on. What I’ve played is kind of all over the place. I don’t play many games these days, I tend to pick things that look interesting and go on a decent steam sale.

Painting Minis
I do this in moderation. Otherwise, it's a pretty expensive hobby to start...

Music
I listen to everything, save most country/rap songs. I have too many favorites to name.

Personality:
Not one to take life or the internet too seriously. Is only serious about writing well and having a good time.

People to Insult:
Dalton is a Dingus.

Most Recent Posts

I can add it back in later if you don't think it's a big deal. We can talk about it after you've read her present sheet.
Thanks for understanding sport! Good luck with your other posts. I just did a writing marathon so I can use a breather.

I'd have responded sooner, but I didn't want to do so before having my sheet finished "enough." I was going for an old boxing announcer vibe, but that indeed does sound a lot like the rock now that I see it.

Also, I'm subscribed to this topic, so it isn't essential to keep mentioning me every time you post. You can keep doing it of course, it makes me feel extremely important when you do so.

Aside from getting all of Mika's notes in order and adjusting some flavor text, I decided to ditch "The Final Lives of Stripes." A trio of free teleports that kick in just before you take damage in an RP where a single hit severely impacts a characters performance is a nice tool to have. But it didn't feel very fighting game esque to be able to instantly avoid all of Terry's supers, so I ditched it.



"Ciri’s gunna be so proud!"

— Amanda


It did not need to be told twice.

The shadow vaulted off, but not before Amanda had gotten a head start on it . Getting shot was no joke, and even with it there to protect her, Ciri needed a moment to catch her breath and fire. Fortunately, there was still time to do that. But it wasn’t a spray of blood that filled the air, but fragments of Viper’s pillaged armor. Bits of kevlar and polymer filled the air like confetti. But Amanda didn’t slow down.

It dawned on Ciri that she might have been out of her fucking element here. As she rushed ahead, she sent a message to Luna.

"Kiiiinda busy dealing with nuns and weretigers right now." Luna stated what should have been obvious. "If you see a kid monster, you know what to do." It was pretty standard in crisis situations like this to evacuate monsters as soon as possible. Maverick Alternative hadn’t fully entered the building yet, but the forces that met them at the door would be enough to hold their advance for a time. It seemed like Ciri was on her own. Behind enemy lines with the most important monster recovery of her career and an old foe she desperately wanted to settle the score with.

Upon coming up the stairs, Ciri could see Amanda ahead of her. She had ducked into a corner to avoid Viper. A yellow ball of mist soared out of her hands and landed on the ground. It just stayed there, but Amanda ran further away from it.

"Ah! It’s burning!"

Ciri could perceive very tiny yellow dots leaping off of the yellow projectile. Maybe those seemingly harmless dots were what had burned Amanda. But that didn’t matter now. Ciri’s melody had been composed, and she was ready to sing.

Two weretigers came out of the darkness, and Viper attempted to hide behind them. But there was no dodging the projectile. It surfed right over them and struck true. And just like before, it only managed to obliterate her helmet. It was an attack that would have caved a normal esper’s head in, but she appeared to be totally unharmed aside from her destroyed helmet. She wore a bandana underneath, a scarf too, and of course her gas mask.

Something weird was going on here. A bullet was enough to blow up her armored suit, but a powerful melody could only blow up her helmet? Did it not matter how strong Ciri’s attacks were?

"Ciri?" Amanda called out. "Did you get her?"

Viper shrugged her shoulders. "I heard Maverick Alternative was going all out on this one. You even brought a dragon along." She rolled her shoulders. "It might surprise you to know that we have a dragon of our own."

There was movement in the corner of Ciri’s eye. To her right, a window overlooked the side street from the second story. She could see the scaly belly of something large and metallic. The pointed shapes that covered its body were more akin to spikes than scales, but it looked like it could be part of a dragon.

"Regina also wanted a rematch. She’s been training for this." Viper and the two weretigers at her side started to walk backwards. "Maybe if you win your qualifying match, you can face me in the finals."

A talon broke through the wall just behind Ciri’s position. It wiped out the stairs, and would soon be arriving at Ciri’s position.






"I’m surrounded by clowns, and I’m not even fighting Maverick."

— Finnegan Vanhorn


"...REALLY??? My expectations were low but holy shit, I thought you were smarter than that."

Despite being aware that Elroy probably won’t risk hitting Timekeeper’s mech again, Ashley decided to bait the behemoth into doing so anyway, narrowly avoiding the volley of blades and fire to slide beneath it and double tap him.

None of Elroy’s vitals were exposed, save his arms. The techno bolts caused the behemoth a great deal more pain than the mech, with seams opening up along the length of the arm. But this was a behemoth, and any damage it suffered was a flesh wound unless it was targeted at its weak point. After a howl of pain, one of the hands slid towards the mech, or more specifically, to the person hiding under it. As the giant demon leaned in, his head and horns obstructed the light coming in from the room above.

"Well, have fun with that."

Finn aimed away from the giant arm and fired a lightning bolt to get out of the way of that. The mech reappeared a small distance away, moving to go support Klava. Ashley’s going to need to deal with the more immediate threat quite literally looming over her before going after him.

With the mech out of the way, The hand sped up, its massive fingers spreading wider.

It was true that Raven was an effective anti-esper esper. And while Mika lacked an instrument that did physical damage, she had proven to be a good team player for the other espers. But their opponent was Klava, who might as well have been anti-everything. She rarely got as much as a scratch during most operations, and whatever deal she had struck with Bookman had made her far stronger than she had ever been.

Her sash wrapped around the pillars like monstrous tendrils. Her trajectory was erratic and fast. Raven fired many times, but she never hit anything but air. Mika used her claws to sever one of the sashes, but then three more joined in to make up for it. Even espers gifted with flight likely wouldn’t have been able to keep up with the frigid esper’s tricks. It was at least fortunate that the demon was leaning into the hole now, and was purely focused on fighting Ashley now.

"She’s fast!"

Klava sped up, shooting straight for Raven. The high tech esper flinched and brought her arm up in front of her face.

Mika prepared a melody, and her eyes flashed as she did so.









Raven sighed. She had just finished preparing for the operation when Mika approached her.

"Hey."

"Oh." Raven was a little surprised to see the distant teenager talking to her. "What’s up? Need help packing."

"I’m fine. I need you to do something for me though."

"I’m listening."

"You brought a flashbang with you, right?"

"I usually do."

"It’s really important that you have one this time. You’ll want to have quick access to it."

"...Okay." Raven could tell Mika was being serious, even if she was acting a little weird. "I have a pocket in my cape. Is that good enough."

Mika nodded. "Someone’s going to try and cut your arm off. If you hold your cape in front of yourself, and they hit your flash bang, you’ll be spared."

"Won’t that burn me?"

"Not if you protect yourself with a melody."

Raven chuckled. "Well, I can protect myself from the explosion, but that flash will disorientate me."

"I’ll cure your eyes if that happens." Mika said as a matter of factly. "Just make sure you do it, we can’t lose you early in the fight."

"Don’t worry! I’ll do it!." Mika departed without saying another word. It was such a strange and specific request. She almost didn’t follow through with it. But the certainty in her voice made her hard to ignore.







And now, she was glad she listened.

An energy bubble spread over Raven’s body, perfectly sealing her off from physical attacks. This happened just moments before Klava’s blade bit into her cape. The blow was hard enough to split the grenade, and mix the contents inside. A blinding flash filled the room. Klava stumbled backwards, as did Raven.

"Gah!" But Raven’s disorientation was short-lived. A spiritual stote soared through the air and rubbed its torso against Raven’s face, and her disorientation and blindness vanished in an instant. She raised her gun to shoot Klava, but her bullet struck the foot of Finn’s mech instead.

Mika hissed. "If only he tried this hard as an agent..."

Klava rose to her feet. "I’ve got it under control, but thanks."

Meanwhile, even if Cerise did fall back to shield Binky from enemy gunfire, she continued to keep an eye out in case Ashley ended up in trouble. So seeing the demon behemoth reaching down to grab the Knight of Tomorrow, she held a free hand out, ready to fire a pull melody to get her out of arms reach. "Orion! Over here!"

Marrie was putting a lot of her mana into this one. But Sofron wasn’t giving her a lot of choices. He already had a head start on her with his own melody, and she fully intended to beat him to the punch. His hand got hotter, Marrie’s melody surged through her arm, and then she reached out just as the palm of his hand started to glow white.

Then they swapped.

Marrie and Sofron were standing back to back. Sofron fell about a foot and a small explosion shot out of his palm. It wasn’t hard to picture that decapitating someone. But Marrie was too busy following up to care about what could have happened. She dispelled any negative energies that may have been inside her body and carried on. Between the disorientation and surprise, it wasn’t difficult to ram her weapon into the side of his neck. Crimson oozed over her blade, and she ran backwards as he reached to pull it from his neck.

The blade was only eight inches long, so it was not long enough to go all the way through his neck. But when Marrie gave it a tug, it definitely seemed like that bothered Sofron more than anything else that had happened to him ever. He had been drowned, stabbed, and shot, but this was the first time he looked genuinely weak. That look of reserved dignity was replaced with the wide eyed look of a man who’s life was spiraling out of control and was trying to figure out where it went wrong. He used one hand to stem the flow of blood rushing out of his neck, and the other he pointed down the hall at Marrie.

By now Marrie had put enough distance between herself and Sofron that his men felt like they could safely intervene. They started to pile in around Sofron and behind Marrie, but brandished Ka-bars and billy clubs as they closed in.

With Marrie starting to get swarmed in, she’d suddenly feel something else strike her in the head. But she’d feel…pretty much nothing from it. No pain, no bleeding, instead her face rapidly healed itself from the magical burns. Cereza had her bow aimed at her. "Should’ve shouted for me, kid!" She called out to her, turning her sights towards Sofron’s minions. She aimed at the ones covering him in the front, and fired another melody aimed at one of their heads, following it up with firing more normal arrows to keep their attention towards her. The miko was trying to get Marrie another opening.

Binky was also assisting, muttering something under her breath "S-So cool..."






"You can’t dismiss the devil after making a deal."

— Bookman


Dismissed or not, Bookman was already on the phone making a call. While Himiko couldn’t be rid of him so easily, it was pretty easy to tune him out as she addressed her new hires and one old one.

"Oros? Really?" Ayana raised an eyebrow. "I think it’s smart to ditch the Sovereign moniker, but why take on the persona of a mad esper that everyone wants dead?" Though after some thinking, her eyes shot open. She came to a realization. Ayana pulled a ball of tinfoil out of her pocket and fabricated it into a hat. She placed it on top of Himiko’s head and then held two rare earth magnets on either side of her head. "I knew they chipped you! Oros must be part of a psyop where they turn their own into depraved espers. It’s their intent to scare us freelancers’ straight and abandon our posts! Tell me Himiko, is your desire to buy a new washing machine subsiding?" She gently massaged the magnets against her temples. The cool metal wicked the heat out of her skin.

Magical Dream Princess stared at Himiko, unblinking. But Pink Pounder was more responsive.

"Got it."

He stepped back into the hallway and ran down to the other end. MDP followed after him, but was slow about it. She stepped over a few of the sleeping bodies and wandered through the labyrinthine complex until she encountered Pink Pounder again. He had broken into a locker room that had some unusually secure lockers. They looked more like safes, and each one had a slot for a key card reader. He was trying various keycards on them that he had pulled from the unconscious guards.

"Pwink Pwoundah." She rubbed her arm. "is iwt gawna be uwukay? I was huwping thawt we wewe done with gemini. They might be mwean, but i dont wawnt tuwu huwut thewm."

Pink Pounder looked up from the lockers. He stepped towards her and hugged her shoulders with one arm. "We put a looking for work request up. Our employer kept some of the finer details hidden, but we agreed that we wouldnt have an issue fighting espers, monsters or our other enemies. And the pay is good." He stepped back in front of a locker. "They didnt specify that we had to kill anyone, which is why we knocked out all the guards." The next keycard caused one of the lockers to pop open. He rummaged through the contents until he came across an abacus. Pink Pounder grabbed it with both hands and attempted to twist it apart, but it wouldn’t break. "This should be it."

He ran back to Himiko’s position and presented her with the abacus. "Was this what you wanted?"


"Snap, Crackle, Pop, Bitch."

— Suki Oyama


Part of Oros wanted to stay with Acid Drop, but it seemed like a pointless endeavor. If she wanted Oros gone, she would just have to respect her wishes. It had been several days and Suki had precious few ideas as to what she could even do to make this problem go away. There weren’t many people who could or even wanted to offer help. But really, this felt like something Oros should have been able to take care of by herself. Acid Drop was her partner, and even though she had harmed her in the past, Acid Drop had never tried to get even with her. Of course Oros had only thrown something at her because of what happened with Kate, but it was an action she was starting to regret more and more as Acid Drop’s "funk" continued. Maybe it was contagious; Oros typically wasn’t this dour. The joy she usually felt after transforming was nowhere to be found.

It was even difficult to want to pursue the frog maiden, who also seemed a lot more depressed than normal. She hadn’t been listening to the conversation as she missed most of it and was spacing out for the rest. Was she really going to leave town again? Honestly it was weird that she had come back. It was weird that she had stopped. It was weird. Frogs were weird too, but their little cold blooded bodies felt good in the summer heat. Maybe Kaeru had discovered a frog prince that took up all of her time. Then as the months wore on, perhaps passions cooled. Or maybe she learned that the frog prince had a frog princess back home, and she was just a fling. She doubted she would ever know the truth, so Oros would just have to assume a froggy affair was what had happened.

Welp, mission accomplished anyway. If Kaeru was seeing herself out, there was no reason to start another pointless fight. They had a dark girl to locate and hopefully recruit. Barring that, the miseria would be coming out of the woodwork any second now. The sun turned red as it slipped below the horizon.

Meanwhile, up above, Hizuki could hear Black Gate’s breathing stop when she mentioned a possible meet up. She hadn’t even finished explaining things before Black Gate tried to cut in. "N-no, Haruna, no, no no no nononono!" She took a deep breath. "No, I do not think that would be a good idea." Then she started to hum, as if considering it. "If you are nearby, maybe I could talk with Evil Eye. I don’t know what they want but I am sure I can’t give it to them. But you’ve done a lot for me, Miss Paladin, so I can at least hear them out. And don’t worry about the GEMs." Miss Black sighed. "I know they don’t like my friends, is all. They would never try to harm me, but I did overhear that they planned an attack on the Detention Club tonight. I wanted to get them out of here before they attacked them again."

Back below, Kaeru could hear the sound of electricity arcing. Oros could hear it too, and her eyes scanned the area to see where it was coming from. Sure enough, a certain lightning attuned magical girl in coveralls strut out from a side street. A miseria attempted to jump onto her back, bit with a twitch of her hand, a tiny lightning bolt flew from her hand and turned the miseria into blackened ash. All done with a smile on her lips.

"Sup?" She let her weapon swing down to her side and power walked towards Kaeru. "Hmmm, that dour look on your face looks kind of familiar somehow. Where have I seen that last…" After rubbing her chin for a bit, she shrugged her shoulders. "Ah, who cares? Friendship is but a chance encounter anyway. I didn’t know Hibusa had any more light girls, so it’s good to see one. I’m Bodacious Boleite, and I’m down for some miseria extermination." Her eyes flicked up to the sky. "But I’m also down for shocking the snot out of some dark girls too. What fancies you?"

Hizuki didn’t hear Bodacious Boleite introduce herself, but she didn’t have to. Of the GEMs, that was the only it could have possibly been. She was not a magical girl that Hizuki had ever met; Hizuki hadn’t met most of the GEMs. Though there were plenty of folk tales revolving around her cheerful personality that inverted once it was time for something to die. She fought with high voltage and allegedly could even change the weather to bring the literal hammer of the gods down on her opponents. There’s one story about her where Boleite pressed her strange weapon into a dark magical girl’s chest and cooked her like a hamburger. Everyone agrees it never happened, but everyone has to share it at least once.




What a bore. All Nyxia wanted to do was shoot some Miseria with Roche, and instead she had been dragged into some drama she didn’t give a fuck about. But it could be worse, like more annoying as fuck/creepy magical girls crawling around.

That was when a crinkled up ball of paper slapped into Nyxia’s back, and the familiar snort of a juvenile suppressing a laugh assaulted her ears. Right outside the open window was Morganite, who waved to the dark magical girls she could see.

"Iz tought fa sure ya woulda all left togethah. Dat’s fine, ya can help finish decoratin'." Her shields floated up from a nearby bush, but a long cloth had been tied between them. The shields floated apart and hovered above the windows that belonged to the detention club. At which point it became evident that the cloth had something written on it. With broad strokes, someone had written "The secret base of the stinky Detention Club, home of stinky magical girls: We stink."

Morganite’s cheeks swelled as she suppressed another laugh.




Hizuki might have been landing in a few minutes, but Acid Drop wouldn’t have that much time to talk to her therapy eyeball.

*CRACK*

The remains of a miseria bounced across the pavement before landing near Acid Drop’s feet. By the time she looked back up, she could see the batter was back. Her baseball bat was resting on her shoulder, and her other hand was in her pocket. Her lips were hidden behind a bubble she was blowing. It almost got big enough to cover her eyes, but then it popped. She licked it off of her lips and began chewing again.

"I was hoping we’d meet like this." The bat rolled off of her shoulder. "That ultraspeed was an impressive trick. I wonder if you can use it again though?" She continued to walk with her bat dragging behind her. "You’re kind of weird, aren’t you? With something like that up your sleeve you could have seriously hurt us. So is there a reason you didn’t?"

Her eyes moved to the other, much bigger eye floating beside Acid Drop.

"Why don’t I take care of that? Then we can have the nice talk we were going to have last time."

Diamond picked up speed and ran straight for Evil Eye’s eye. Her grip on her bat suggested she would make a strong upward swing.
I don't watch enough wrestling to know how accurate your statement is, but I did take inspiration from a few announcers. Though the names of the movies they appeared in escape me.

You can put your character up. As I told you previously I just want to edit the note descriptions to make them more specific. They still read very general as they were copied over from the Doctrine of Combat Supremacy that all espers use. My goal is to get that done over the weekend, but I do most of my GM posts on the weekends and I've got chores galore today.

So a delay on a totally sweet intro post is fine by me.

Figured we'd be going for lower powers.

Weekend is lookin' a little stuffed on my end, but I will get a sheet back to you at some point.


"Ah! There you are! The consequences of my actions!"

— Willow


"Mistaken, am eyyyyyyyyyyyyyye?" Her head bobbed side to side. "Perhaps, but it is awfully strange that you’re the first person here. Well, second, but that’s only because glitter bomb down there had to show up before you’d take interest. Hell, even Oros took her time getting here. You’d think the pervert would be the first to arrive." Her grin widened. "I hadn’t expected anyone to show up other than Hizuki. I mean, Oros and Acid Drop are my favorite band mates, but Acid Drop seems a little slow and Oros is, hmmm, easily distracted. But you? No, I wouldn’t imagine the all seeing eye would go out of her way to save me. You have too many plots to make and schemes to hatch." She floated behind Evil Eye’s back and appeared on her other side. "But you also have your eye on the prize, hmmm? Maybe your aloof behavior can fool the others, but I’m much too-"

Willow flipped backwards through the air when Hizuki made a surprise jump up to her position.

"Ah! Language! Language young lady! You mustn't swear at me! I’m actually quite sensitive!" She ran a hand through her hair. "What are you talking about anyway? I was minding my own business when she sat her big stupid frog on top of my unicorn! I was concerned for his well being and I lost my temper. What would you do if someone came out of the sky, crushed Evil Eye flat, and then smugly implied that you were a coward and a weakling." She sniffed and wiped a tear from her eye. "I-I didn’t know what to do! Of course I was going to say something rude! I’m tired of her telling us that we don’t belong here! I’m tired of her blaming us for the Miseria’s appearance!" She hugged herself, but still held her violin and bow in her hands. "I-I just had a moment of weakness. I’m glad you were able to- Oh she’s on the phone." Her expression became totally neutral.

"Hey… Seems this person had your number." It sounded like Miss Black. "The cute eyeballs are everywhere. I think they have me pinned down. I was going to retreat, but there’s a black unicorn goring my friends. I don’t think I can escape without a distraction. I don’t think they’ve found me yet, but I can hear them outside. Do you think you could get the eyeballs to leave the cafe near the intersection? I’m probably being overly cautious. I’ve transformed back, but I just want to get out of here before the GEMS arrive."

Oros was standing at attention on the ground. With a sigh, she glanced upwards at the three girls floating overhead. "Nothing I haven’t seen before." She commented before looking straight ahead. "So um, are we chasing the frog or what?" It was a little awkward that the fighting had stopped as soon as they showed up. Though maybe that would be a good thing is Tsubomi was still unwell.
In Mahz's Dev Journal 12 mos ago Forum: News
Hosting animated images on the guild no longer works.

It used to be that GIFs would get converted to WebP files and stop working, but you could still host APNG files as a sort of workaround. Though I see that no longer works. Even creating an animated WebP file does not seem to work. It will work if I run it online locally but not after I upload it to the guild. I'm told this likely has to do with the new image proxy pipeline converting them over, which seems to happen regardless if it's already a WebP or not. Is there a way to adjust said pipeline or maybe some upload settings that would get animations working again?
Do you have any preferences for what you wouldn't want to play against? I have a few ideas ranging from a slasher antagonist to someone who brawls with weaponized sock puppets. I haven't looked super closely at your character sheet yet. I'm kind of new to this and don't have a ton of PvP character sheets on hand. So I'll likely be making something from scratch.
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